{"id":486,"date":"2007-09-20T03:43:30","date_gmt":"2007-09-20T03:43:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/2007\/09\/20\/the-ungodly-hour\/"},"modified":"2010-09-24T16:58:18","modified_gmt":"2010-09-24T16:58:18","slug":"the-ungodly-hour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/2007\/09\/20\/the-ungodly-hour\/","title":{"rendered":"the ungodly hour"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I should be in bed.  Dreaming.  Or at least trying to.  It&#8217;s one of the reasons I&#8217;ve put off having children &#8211; I&#8217;d rather have <em>sleep<\/em>.  But I&#8217;m not getting any.   Insomnia does not rock.<\/p>\n<p>When I was ten I went seven months <strong>not sleeping<\/strong> Sunday through Thursday.  I&#8217;d snooze fine on Fridays and Saturdays (Exhaustion maybe?) but the rest of the time&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d go to bed at the usual hour.  Lay in the black until everyone else was down for the night.  Then I&#8217;d crawl from my bunk into the bathroom where I&#8217;d sit and stare at my toes and go over Pacman strategy for 7 hours.  When my dad&#8217;s alarm went off at 5am I&#8217;d sneak back in bed and pretend I was there all along.<\/p>\n<p>I had trouble in school that year.  Saw the principal for for a lot of things I didn&#8217;t do &#8211; didn&#8217;t remember doing anyway.  I mean, you&#8217;re ten years old and you don&#8217;t sleep for four days straight&#8230;by day five you&#8217;ve gotta be feeling pretty out of it.  Who knows who you make fun of on the playground or accuse of having lice in the girls toilets.   <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-content\/DanaeRembrandt.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox\" title=\"Danae - Rembrandt\"><center><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-content\/thumb-DanaeRembrandt.jpg\" alt=\"Danae Rembrandt\"\/ border=0\/><\/center><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Anyhow, my teacher figured something was up.  She just didn&#8217;t know what.  I think she thought I was on drugs.  I <strong>know<\/strong> she thought I was peddling pornography (I had a crush on Rembrandt and brought a photocopy of his Danae to class&#8230;bible belt, whatcha gonna do).   The parents got called a few times.<\/p>\n<p>I remember going through episodes of heavy confusion that year. Standing in the gym, watching the room flip upside down.  Seeing a giant black dot on top of Bo Duke&#8217;s head.  Feeling like I was stuck in a vortex of swirling pre-pubescent ants.  I hallucinated a lot.  Seriously.  In college I spent three weeks on third shift as a Subway Sandwich Technician and had some pretty heavy trips.  Because: <\/p>\n<p><center><strong>My brain + Lack of Sleep = You may as well give me acid*.<\/strong><\/center><\/p>\n<p><center><em><br \/>\n<strong>*<\/strong>Ahem.  I don&#8217;t do acid. Just trying to make a point here cuz. Math can be funny too y&#8217;know.  So don&#8217;t go telling grandma I&#8217;m on crank (It&#8217;ll be crank by the time it gets to her).  Peace!<\/em><\/center><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I should be in bed. Dreaming. Or at least trying to. It&#8217;s one of the reasons I&#8217;ve put off having children &#8211; I&#8217;d rather have sleep. But I&#8217;m not getting any. Insomnia does not rock. When I was ten I went seven months not sleeping Sunday through Thursday. 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